Sang Yan also saw what was happening on the summit. His gaze fell upon Ye Qianning, and his pupils contracted. 'Ye Qianning... she...'
'No wonder Qian Fanji has gone berserk. No wonder... But for an official to start a bloodbath in the Grand Council's military camp is a direct challenge to imperial authority. It's a crime that could get his entire clan exterminated.'
"All of you, stand down! Any who defy this order will be executed!" Sang Yan roared at the soldiers who were fending off the attack. He strode forward to face the nearly frenzied Qian Fanji. "Qian Fanji, get ahold of yourself! Qian Fanji!"
SWISH!
The longsword stopped, its tip a mere finger's breadth from Sang Yan.
Sang Yan stood his ground before the blade, not retreating an inch. "Snap out of it. The dead can't be brought back to life. Do you really want the entire Qian family to be punished along with you?"
